Chapter 1799 Fire Spray

This is not a true carving of mountains and rocks. The purple beam can only penetrate about one meter deep into the ground.

If Duke really split Mount Hyjal in half, even if it was to resist the Fire Land, the elves would probably still be extremely resentful of Duke.

In fact, what Duke really did was to buffer the exchange of elements between Mount Hyjal and the Land of Fire. In a sense, the position that cut through the earth became the new 'national border' between the two conflicting spaces.

If Duke had not experienced the Battle of Molten Core and seized Ragnaros' share of fire element control, then the fire element shock wave from the Land of Fire during the merger of the planes would have all acted on Duke as the dominant player. on the person.

To withstand the dispersion of elements from a large elemental plane is not an act that a human or demigod's physical body can bear. Even if the entire Dalaran is included, it is impossible to succeed.

To withstand the impact of such a huge amount of elemental energy in an instant, even if Dalaran opened the magic shield with all its strength, the entire city would be torn apart in an instant.

Having some control over the fire element is another matter.

In addition to the flame elements that came involuntarily at first, there were also 'sane' flame elements that immediately chose to obey the orders of 'master' Duke and began to escape to other places.

"Bastard! Attack! Attack me!" The angry roar of Ragnaros, the Fire Demon King, could be faintly heard throughout the Fire Land.

Along with his roar, the fire elements that had just rushed into the sky, and more fire elements inside the land of fire, were ready to move again, ready to sweep over.

"Shut up! I'm defeated! I told you not to let anyone come over!" Duke's loud voice echoed throughout the world.

The flame elements were immediately entangled. Between the two bosses, both of them had the right to order them, so who would they listen to?

"I want to turn this world into purgatory, I want to burn everything in the world, nothing can stop the coming of the flames! My slaves! Attack me!" Ragnaros encouraged the fire elements.

"You're just attacking, get back here! Ragnaros is my defeated enemy, and he has no right to come over and steal territory from me!" Duke also shouted.

The degree of entanglement of the flame elements is +10086!

"Duke Marcus, you just defeated my clone! I will burn you to death! I will definitely do it!" Balrog's anger seemed to reach a higher level.

"Tch! Even if you lose, you keep talking back! Anyway, I won!" Duke Zhao shot back.

"I will devour your soul with flames! Let you wail under my throne for hundreds of millions of years!"

"You are my defeated general!"

"I want……"

"You are my defeated general!"

…

Regardless of what Lage said about the magic horse, Duke choked Lage to death by saying, "You are my loser." In the end, even Duke himself felt that the two of them were like those trolls with IQs as high as 50 on the Internet before time travel. Not only were they unqualified, but they also had no nutrition for their trolling.

It was an eye-opener for the mortals below, and the alliance soldiers, who were mainly elves, were probably wondering why the two demigod bosses were just messing around and not fighting with real swords and guns.

In fact, it is a bit unfair. Even though Duke and Ragnaros control the share of the fire elemental plane, they can use the vast amount of fire element at will, which seems quite beautiful.

Few people think that rights and obligations are connected.

How could the fusion of planes be so simple?

When planes collide, the space backlash produced must also be settled by the plane master.

Ragnaros cannot move at all now and can only work hard to repair his domain in the core of the Fire Land. Although it is a plane fusion, if the Land of Fire is really not separated from Azeroth, then I will never want to extract the fire element as power from the Land of Fire in the future.

Moreover, the time and energy required to seize control of the fire element of the entire Azeroth, which is many times larger than the Land of Fire, is incalculable.

Lager cannot move, and it is difficult for outsiders to enter because the space in the Land of Fire is not very stable. If one doesn't get it right and falls into some space crack and can't get out, that's a big joke.

This is doomed to be difficult for king to king in the initial stage.

After the quarrel was finally over, Duke breathed a sigh of relief.

"Huh! It's finally done." Duke turned to Kael'thas: "I'll leave this to you."

"Well, don't worry, Commander-in-Chief, please go and rest." Kaizi bowed deeply.

"How many times have I told you, Kael'thas, no need to be polite." Duke's cheek muscles twitched.

"If you hadn't protected me back then, I would have been a lost dog long ago, and I might have strayed into the wrong path." Kael'thas said very seriously.

"Okay, it's up to you."

Duke shrugged, opened the portal, and returned to Mount Hyjal.

Almost as soon as she came out, a beautiful white figure rushed up to her and kissed her without saying a word.

"Uh huh huh..."

It tastes good!

It was rare for Tyrande to kiss so publicly.

Duke blinked and saw Malfurion, who was avoiding his sight not far behind. I don't know why, but I always feel that the hood made of green grass on the head of this archdruid is so green?

"Duke, you are great! Sure enough, only you can help us guard the Holy Mountain!" Tyrande said excitedly.

Duke could not understand the night elves' fanatical feelings for Mount Hyjal.

By the way, wasn't Archimonde forced him to explode once?

The big explosion in Mount Hyjal or something like that, isn't it just like opening a bag! It hurt a little the first time, but I got used to it the second time...

Anyway, a group of elves seemed to ignore the 'rebellious' behavior of their high priest offering a kiss to a human being, and instead praised Duke without hesitation.

"Thank you, the great Demon Web Demigod!"

"You are the benefactor of all living beings in Mount Hyjal."

In the end, even Malfurion, who seemed to be holding a wild green prairie above his head, came up, bowed deeply to Duke, and said sincerely: "Thank you, Lord Marcus. Without you, the flame element would at least go north. A hundred miles more destruction!”

All right! Since even Malfurion thanks me...

Duke also unceremoniously hugged Tyrande's waist in front of Malfurion.

Malfurion's eyes averted again. However, he seemed to sigh inwardly, and then looked directly at Duke and Tyrande: "No need to test me, in fact, I accepted this fact a long time ago. Although I always feel that Marcus you are too sentimental... But, Tyrande Her happiness is the most important thing. I bless you. The moon god also bless you. Next, I will dedicate my soul and life to nature as an archdruid."

After saying that, Malfurion nodded and left without looking back.

Maybe he cried, maybe he cried in his heart.